Perfect Fusion, Like a Tiger with Wings!

"Courting death!!!"

A furious tiger's roar suddenly exploded.

Dai Huabin, who had been entangled with Wu Feng, now resembled a savage beast whose reverse scale had been touched.

He completely ignored the dragon claw Wu Feng was aiming at his chest, as well as the several soul-guided rays flying toward his back.

Third Soul Skill, White Tiger Vajra Transformation, pushed to its absolute limit!

He spun around violently, the floor beneath his feet instantly cracking as he transformed into a golden streak of light, forcibly tanking all the attacks with his back to charge behind Zhu Lu.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Wu Feng's dragon claw and various soul skills all slammed into Dai Huabin's back.

Even with the dual defenses of the White Tiger Protection Barrier and the Vajra Transformation, Dai Huabin couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, his figure staggering.

But Dai Huabin did not fall.

He spread his arms, like an insurmountable mountain, shielding Zhu Lu tightly within his embrace.

Those were the full-force punches of two Power Attack System students.

Boom!

Dai Huabin took those two punches head-on with his own chest.

With a muffled groan, Dai Huabin held Zhu Lu tightly, sliding back several meters from the impact before coming to a stop.

"Hua... Huabin?"

Zhu Lu was completely stunned.

She felt no pain, only that warm, broad embrace and the familiar scent lingering at the tip of her nose, mingled with the smell of blood.

She looked up, just in time to see Dai Huabin looking down at her.

His long golden hair hung down in disarray, and his handsome face was stained with blood, with a trail of it still hanging from the corner of his mouth, yet the eyes looking at her held no trace of pain—only a deep, inseparable concern and heartache.

"Are you alright?"

Dai Huabin's voice was somewhat hoarse, yet impossibly gentle.

"I'm sorry, I'm late."

At this moment, Zhu Lu's heart trembled violently.

The noisy shouts of battle around them seemed to vanish, and in her world, only the man before her remained.

Is Huabin willing to throw his life away for me?

The intense intimacy in the hotel two days ago, now overlapping with the image of him protecting her with his life, completely ignited something deep within Zhu Lu's soul.

It was absolute trust, unreserved love, and the perfect resonance of two hearts at this very moment.

"Huabin..."

Zhu Lu's eyes reddened; she reached out to wrap her arms tightly around Dai Huabin's broad waist, and the Hell Spirit Cat Martial Soul within her seemed to sense its master's emotions, letting out a cry of unprecedented joy.

Dai Huabin felt it too.

The White Tiger Martial Soul within him was roaring madly—not out of rage, but out of a longing for impending completion.

This feeling was a hundred times more intense than that time in bed two days ago!

"Lulu."

Dai Huabin wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, revealing an incredibly arrogant smile.

"Since they want to win so badly, let's show them what a... true Martial Soul Fusion Skill is!"

"Yes!"

Zhu Lu nodded heavily; at this moment, even if he asked her to die, she would do so willingly.

Their bodies pressed tightly together, and without a word, their soul power instantly connected.

One black and one white, two beams of light suddenly shot into the sky from their bodies, intertwining and twisting in the air before transforming into a storm so terrifying it was suffocating!

"No! Stop them! It's a Martial Soul Fusion Skill!"

In the distance, Ning Tian's expression changed drastically, and she screamed at the top of her lungs.

But it was already too late.

"Martial Soul Fusion Skill, Hell White Tiger!"

Following their simultaneous low shout, the entire No. 1 Soul Fighting Arena seemed to tremble.

The black and white light instantly swallowed everything.

A tyrannical aura, carrying the majesty of a king, swept across the entire arena without restraint.

Those students who had been charging forward froze in place, some even feeling their legs go weak, causing them to collapse to their knees.

This was the absolute suppression of Martial Soul quality!

The light faded.

A massive white tiger, over eight meters in length and possessing a translucent body that radiated a chilling aura, appeared in the center of the arena.

Its physique was agile, every muscle containing explosive power, with black markings flowing across its transparent body and its enormous eyes carrying a terrifying sense of intimidation.

But what was most shocking was its back.

That was...

"My god! Wings! The tiger has grown wings!"

Below the stage, Wang Dong'er covered her mouth, her beautiful powder-blue eyes wide and round.

One could see that on the back of the enormous Hell White Tiger, a pair of wide, feathered wings were slowly unfolding!

The left wing was as black as ink, while the right wing was as white as snow.

The wingspan reached ten meters wide, and with a single gentle flap, the surrounding air seemed to be torn apart, emitting a sharp, explosive sound.

"Adding wings to a tiger? This... how is this possible!"

Standing on the sidelines, Du Weilun was so shocked that his glasses nearly fell off.

As a high-ranking member of Shrek Academy, he had naturally read the school's history.

Ten thousand years ago, the Martial Soul Fusion Skill of the original Shrek Seven Devils' leader, the God of War Dai Mubai, and the Goddess of Speed Zhu Zhuqing, only evolved wings and gained flight capabilities—along with even greater attack power—when they reached perfect synchronization in their later years.

That was a realm once touched by two deities!

And how old were these two children now?

One was a three-ring, the other a two-ring?

And it had already evolved?

Before the crowd could recover from their shock, the winged Hell White Tiger moved.

ROAR!

It let out a roar toward the sky and violently flapped its wings.

WHOOSH!

Its massive body hovered in mid-air, over ten meters off the ground.

It looked down from above at the group of "opponents" on the arena who were already frozen in fear; its gaze was like that of a god looking down upon ants.

The light from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda in Ning Tian's hand dimmed, and she was trembling.

Even though she was the young sect master of the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, and even though she was knowledgeable and experienced, she felt a deep sense of powerlessness for the first time in the face of such absolute strength.

This was simply not a battle on the same level!

The Hell White Tiger opened its blood-red maw.

Black and white soul power gathered frantically within its mouth, and the surrounding space began to twist violently, as if even light were being swallowed into it.

That was a brand-new soul skill!

One that could only be unlocked with perfect synchronization—the Hell White Tiger Break!

"It's over!"

The voices of Dai Huabin and Zhu Lu overlapped, echoing throughout the entire arena.

BOOM!!!

A black and white beam of light, over two meters in diameter, descended from the sky with the momentum to destroy the heavens and extinguish the earth!

It did not aim at any single person, but instead struck directly at the center of the area where Ning Tian and the others were positioned.

Before the beam even touched the ground, the terrifying wind pressure had already sent the one-ring soul masters reeling.

"Quick! Defend! Everyone defend!"

Ning Tian shrieked, exhausting her last bit of soul power to apply defensive buffs to everyone through her level-four Soul Tool.

Wu Feng also roared, blocking in front of Ning Tian, attempting to withstand the blow with her own body.

However, in the face of the Hell White Tiger Break, all of this was as fragile as paper.

The moment the beam of light slammed into the arena.

A terrifying shockwave spread outward in a ring, and wherever it passed, soul power shields shattered and figures were sent flying.